The Intended Anticipation



How do you suppose,
When things have gone your way.
When wishes weren’t not made.
And you didn’t have to pray?
When he walks back through your door,
A smile heavier than before.
And his intent is to let you know.
He will never let you go.
He asks, “Can someone have you?”
It depends on what they want.
He answers, “every part of you?”
You realize it’s not a taunt.
You say, “Who is it that’s looking?”
He replies as clear as day,
“That it’s me who wants all of you.”
When the smile was enough to say.

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